There is a certain promise of talent and quality, one rightly expect, when a comedian is associated with a long-standing comedy institution like "Saturday Night Live", sadly there was none here. You keep waiting for the comedy but it never arrives ... not a funny joke, not an endearing anecdote, not a smart turn-of-phrase, not an amusing tongue-in-cheek comment, not a humorous narrative, not a surprising call-back... nothing to induce even a chuckle, let alone a laugh; just a torturous mind-numbing hour-long hectoring session mis-categorized as "comedy".
It's not that comedy's deep seams of race and gender politics are all mined out, it's simply that Ms. Zamata misuses and overuses them as crutches for the absence of any comedic effort, indeed it would have been infinitely more worthwhile if Ms. Zamata spared her audience the agony of listening to her dry, tired and unfunny retreads and, instead, just read the comments section of any internet posting on race/gender. Yes, dear reader, it is that bad.
If this is Sasheer's best effort, one would hope she has a trusted-friend or a loved-one who will pull her aside and break it to her that standup comedy is not her calling. It is telling that the loudest cheer from the crowd was when she mentioned Jessica Williams (of The Daily Show with Jon Stewart/Trevor Noah)
people do know laudable talent when they see it.
Recommended only for perpetually-offended masochists.
